The Quiet Before Everything Changes

The coffee shop is closing. One customer left an hour ago. You've been sitting here since morning, staring at a laptop that holds the email you haven't sent yet.

Tomorrow, you'll press send. Tomorrow, you'll pack boxes and say goodbye to this city. Tomorrow, everything changes.

But tonight is just tonight. The barista is wiping down counters. Streetlights flicker outside. You can still be here, one last time.